Theatrical Performance (Happy New Year, everyone!)

My father-in-law... had it rough.

He had clearly been a formidable figure who had roamed the Known Universe for countless years, and anyone who saw him had to show him a certain amount of respect.

Yet ever since he had taken that ax strike from the previous No Star God of War, he had never again displayed his former majesty.

For tens of thousands of years, he had been imprisoned in this tiny corner of the Heavenly Dao Pagoda, rarely seeing daylight.

Compared with the bold spirit he had once possessed—if he said he would interfere in the Deno conflict, then he would interfere, and his word was absolute—the old man was now truly in the most miserable state imaginable.

He had practically acted out, to perfection, the helplessness of a beauty growing old, a hero reaching his twilight years, and a wretched old age.

Even Ximen Lang could not restrain his intense urge to hug his father-in-law's thigh and write a huge character for "miserable" on it.

But that was beside the point.

Of course, if he had merely been confined, Ximen Lang absolutely would not have reacted this way.

After all, having lived to his father-in-law's age, he had enjoyed his blessings and committed his sins.

Moreover, considering that every crime he had committed had affected an entire galaxy, even if he died right in front of Ximen Lang, he would not have died unjustly!

But while he was confined, he also had to be tormented constantly by the God-Slaying Power left behind by that ax strike, suffering a piercing pain no less severe than having ten thousand ants gnaw at his heart.

That was truly far too tragic!

Everyone, this was not for a mere few days or months, but for tens of thousands of years!

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